Xiang Jing didn't urge him again, let him think about it.

To be honest, when he saw this child, Xiang Jing had many questions in his heart that needed to be answered.

And he is not a frenzied murderer, such a child poses no threat to him.

After a while, the kid hesitated and said, "My name is Na Taku, and my home is in the City of Dawn. Today, I followed the patrol team to take people to Morin patrol, and then I met you."

The more the gallery talked, the lower his voice became, and he seemed very afraid that Xiang Jing would kill him when he was upset.

Xiang Jing pointed to the huge dungeon and said, "Are you Mordochian, why do you live here?"

"We are Morin people. Our ancestors have been living here for generations and we have never left Morin."

Xiang Jing thought for a while and said, "Tell me what you know, don't hide anything."

The child nodded vigorously, telling Xiang Jing what he knew.

Xiang Jing listened carefully, not letting go of any details. However, the child was too young and obviously knew very little. After talking for a long time, there were few valuable things.

All he knew was that his ancestors have been living here since he can remember, and they claim to be the aboriginal people of the Star of Modoco.

Because of the invasion of foreign races, his home was destroyed, and he fled into the depths of Morin, protected by Morin, so there was no extinction.

Others are the conditions inside the city, weapon defenses, etc.

"Yuan, why is there no record about this in the information you gave me?"

"Ding, the source's information comes from all the content records in the Royal Archives on the Star of Modoco. It is not recorded here. It may be because of the loss of historical data, or it may be that the top of the Star of Modoco deliberately forgot here."

It seems that if you want to know more, you can only go in and find a high-level city or someone with a high authority to ask.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiang Jing directly transformed into a Moldoco star who was all blue.

"Don't talk nonsense, understand?" Xiang Jing said while looking at the gallery.

After hearing this, the gallery nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey.

To be on the safe side, Xiang Jing also used a soul-eating puppet for him, so that he would be absolutely safe.

With the gallery, Xiang Jing reached the outskirts of the huge city in the blink of an eye with the fastest speed.

Unlike the third city, this city is very similar to the cities on the earth. It was built on the ground with some defensive shields and weapons arranged on it. It looked more than a star and a half behind the third city.

With the help of the source, Xiang Jing avoided the inspection at the door and easily entered the city.

When Xiang Jing entered the City of Dawn, the gallery crawled around, holding his injured arm, and ran to the patrol team at the door in a panic.

"Help, help!"

The gallery stumbled and fell directly in front of the patrol team.

Ignoring the pain on his body, the gallery looked horrified and pointed behind him and said, "The aggressor, the aggressor has entered, kill Aso and the others!"

"what!"

The head of the patrol captain raised the gallery "Are you sure it is the intruder? Where are they now?"

The gallery nodded weakly but firmly, and tremblingly pointed at it and said, "The invader is in Morin and is approaching towards the city of dawn."

The patrol captain's expression changed, and then he quickly issued an order, "Mu Yi, go and tell Lord Santos the news, Mu Er sent the gallery to rescue, and the rest will follow me. Before Lord Santos makes a decision, he will stand in the way they."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the patrol team moved quickly.

Three seconds later, the sirens above the city rang loudly, resounding throughout the city.

The siren generally does not sound, and only sounds when the city is facing a major crisis.

Once it sounds, it means that the situation has reached the moment of life and death.

The entire city of dawn became panic in an instant, and various guards came to gather in the central square of the city, preparing to defend against foreign enemies.

Xiang Jing hid in a small alley, secretly observing the movement outside.

The streets outside had become a mess, everyone ran to their homes, the door was closed, and the huge city became deserted in a blink of an eye.

Xiang Jing discovered that all the Modocorians living here were pure blue, and did not even see one with a little red.

At this time, in the huge square in the center, groups of troops were quickly gathering, and soon there were no more than 10,000 people.

Looking at their weapons and equipment, Xiang Jing made a comparison in his mind, and finally concluded that the army of 10,000 people and the Fourth Prince's Guards of 1,000 would be enough to wipe out them all.

In addition to combat literacy and experience, there is also equipment that is incomparable to the Guards of the Fourth Prince, and even worse than the equipment of the city guard.

Pulling out such a troop is entirely for food.

If it is a strong man like the Fourth Prince, it is not enough for others to kill.

Of course, Xiang Jinglai's purpose is to discover the truth, and he does not want to provoke any disputes.

The reason why the gallery said that was to make the noise a little bit louder, but it actually had no effect on them.

Ten minutes later, the entire square was densely packed with people, hundreds of thousands of people, all of them pure blue Moldocans, gathered together like a large blue ocean.

Immediately afterwards, a very old Modoco star dressed in a simple robe walked out from an observation deck in front of the square with the support of his subordinates.

The appearance of this old man made the whole square quiet instantly.

The old man glanced around and said solemnly and solemnly, "A thousand years ago, the devil invaded our homeland, causing us to leave our homes, and we can only hide in this dark dungeon."

"Now!" The old man's voice suddenly increased. "These demons are trying to invade our last homeland again, the warriors of the Star of Modoco. In order to protect our last homeland, hold high your weapons and wash away what we have suffered for thousands of years with the blood of the enemy. humiliation!"

"Death to defend the homeland!"

"Death to defend the homeland!"

The words of the old man awakened their blood and pride hidden in their bones.

"General Chica, I appoint you to be the highest commander of the entire army to lead my people to take back our homeland."

In front of the old man, a dark blue star from Modoco kneeled respectfully and took his orders.

Then he drew his sword from his waist, looked at his soldiers with piercing eyes, and shouted "Go!"

The army of more than 100,000 people marched toward the outside of the city, with an aura of death.

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